TrigunBebop

Blowing up the balloon = A blow job >_>

They're the best to me. >.> Also, my BJ's are reserved only for balloons. <.<

pfft I ain't givin' up any of my Tuftexes. <.<

I already do that on a regular basis.

That phone makes me wanna give "phone sex" a whole new meaning... I mean what?

It's okay. I love balloons more than I will ever love you.

Ohio sucks

I have an INVISIPHONE

Nope. Around here pretty much all apartments get inspections. Even the ones in more affluent areas.

Here they usually give each room a once over and check closets. Then they check smoke detectors, furnace, etc.

Around here, all apartment leases mention that inspections can happen. So I gotta just deal with it.

Might wanna reword that title. Makes it sound like you tested positive.

Usually just making sure you aren't damaging the property or hoarding garbage. Stuff like that.

Yep. Pretty much all apartments around here get inspections.

Show them all your Vegetas.

lol 24 and 36 inchers are way too big to fit in a standard closet. >.>

Oh I'm gonna be moving them as far out of the way as I can. They're all a bit overinflated, and I don't want some idiot popping one by batting it too hard. These balloons are too pricey to be wasted like that. Also, I don't really need to distract them from grading. Outside of the whole balloon thing, there are no other problems in my room.

You'd be surprised... Where I live, landlords have a lot of leeway when it comes to dicking you over even if you don't violate any rules.

Nope, but landlords can still be dicks about things that aren't violations.

Lucky you. Inspections are annoying as fuck, especially when the inspector is a rude asshat who feels the need to provide smartass commentary about the stuff you own.

Eh, I'd rather not. In one of the previous apartments I lived in, the housing manager snooped through my shit during an inspection and found some of my Mellyloon/Looneynudes print balloons. For several months after that inspection, she kept giving me fliers for sex addiction therapy and for various church groups focused around "curing sexual deviancy". And then she got mad when I didn't thank her for "helping" me. I'd rather not have to risk dealing with that nonsense again.

Just think of them as an army of potential customers.